Luyện nghe bài hát Psalm 51:5

1]
Caught between Plymouth and a hard place
God bless America, our
Where young boys idolize
And is a place so far away, God's grace
If listenin', pray for me
The don't take another day from me
And make another way for me
I don't wanna burn in Hell to make money
my confession
Three Hail Mary's, gotta the reverend
Cut my losses, count my
Hopin' I can walk the gates of Heaven

Standin' on the front lines, livin' on the dark side, walk me
I'm a born
Tryna stop the riot within but want a war with me
I'm a born
Hope ya praying for me, yes hope ya praying for me
I'm a born
who I am, a born sinner, born sinner

2]
This for Mike Brown, Sean
brother trapped in a dark cell
Born sinner, our
been just another Bronx tale
Ya'll know my story, real talk
babies, stillborns
Most wanted pictures,
the life that you free men kill for
In blood we
death, fast life
Huey P, Black
of our father ask why
Hand on the Bible, other on an all rifle
Prayin' for my soul and
the life we live
So I'm nailed on the cross next to for sin

3]
From the grave to the cradle, livin' so hateful
our brothers Cane, Abel
Hungry kids at the
Cops at the door it can you, struggled but I'm grateful
boy's a man now
Own two, I proud
The Devil me handouts
nightmare's my whereabouts
I rebuke Satan, in the name of Christ, King
Know I'm God's
So night I praise him
Remember the just so I forget the hatred
And Lord knows I ain't
Still dancin' with the
Taxes, certain
But the pain gave me

[Outro: Washington]
If everyone is evil, if the deck is always stacked, if everyone I love is a monster, if no one is worth saving, what's the point? I'm asking you, I'm actually you, what is the point?

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